Dockweiler

The only beach around here that allows guests to build a fire is right by our house. It's also right at the end of the run way of LAX. We were building a fire last night and when the first plane flew right over our heads Lily got scared. She said she was afraid it was going to fall on her. I said, "ya, that would hurt, wouldn't it?" Sometimes I'm not the most supportive mommy.

Look mummy, there's an airplane up in the sky

Ana playing with camera

I'm strangely fascinated with my feet, even though I don't particularly like them. I probably have more photos of my feet than you do....

I'm struggling to figure out my new camera. I wanted to get a non flash picture with just the glow of the fire illuminating Todd's face. Didn't really work. One day I'll get there. Promise.

I only eat hot dogs in a situation like this. Camping or otherwise cooked over a fire. And those rare occasions I eat them they taste pretty darn good. Lily likes them any day cooked any way. Blurry pic. Again, I'll figure this camera out one day.

Have I said it yet? I LOVE living here. So fun. So beachy. So much to do. So lovely. Such perfect weather. I'm so loving it here.

Be well

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Breakfast in Bed

A.k.a b.i.b.

About once a week Todd makes me breakfast in bed. When I posted a b.i.b. pic on Facebook last week a lot of my male acquaintances got fussy, annoyed that he was in violation of the "man code." I say violate on!!! 

Some defining characteristics of Todd are that he is:

• Romantic
• Artistic
• Creative

This means that on top of the cute gesture to provide me nourishment before my feet even hit the floor for the day, he always adds some wonderful decorative touches. For instance, he usually slips outside to pick a flower or two. This morning he outdid himself.

I was impressed with his creative sliced apple presentation.

He sliced it and toothpicked it all back together.

The cuteness of the apple amplified the deliciousness ten-fold.

But the delight didn't end there. This apple contained a hidden treasure.

A little note....

I have a little hesitancy to post this because I have spent many years seeing posts like this and rolling my eyes/sticking my finger down my throat/disbelieving that men like this really existed/thinking the women who posted things like this were pretentious and-or liars/hating the women that had things like this to brag about. But I have done my time. I've been through the ringer. (Boy I'm using lots of cliches). And after a long incubation period I found myself something to brag about. Or someone. Todd. He's a dreamsicle. If you want to stick your finger down your throat at me right now I can tell you plenty of stories that will make you want stick your hand in a Kleenex box so you can dry your eyes. I have earned this. Trust me. 

A few other b.i.b. pics I snapped on my phone in the past...

Note the fruity design elements

Out of focus. Sorry. But yummy blueberries!

Bad lighting AND out of focus. But FANTASTIC presentation by Todd!

Okay, going to get out of bed now. And spend a grateful day over Todd not buying into the retarded man code.

Be well.

Our Sailing Adventure

We had Todd's 2 little cuties here for a couple weeks. While they were here we went on a sailing excursion. Captain Mack took us out for a cruise in the Santa Monica Harbor for a few hours. It was a major hit. The kids even got to help. They steered the ship out of the marina and put up the sails.

 

It was noted that these sea lions stink.

 

Lily putting up the sail

 

Todd & Kylie. Les, I SWEAR Todd's not wearing your sunglasses here. Promise....

  

 Lily almost fell in the ocean here. She slipped and her little bum was hovering over the great Pacific Ocean while she was gripping the bars for dear life. Major mommy panic.

  

 

 

Captain Mack is frequently first chair in various orchestras. He graced us with some viola pieces.

And this is my favorite.

Todd enjoys playing games as much as the kids do. I believe this pirate game consisted of Queen Elizabeth (Lily...aka Queen Bossy Britches) ordering everyone else to scrub the deck, clean barnacles off the ship, and so on and so forth which obviously ended with Todd being tied to the mast. Don't let his grimace fool you. He loved it. 

myTod

So Todd likes to go into silly documentarian mode and act like the authority on crazy far flung places and what it's like to travel to them. He refers to himself in 3rd person and calls his "travel show" Travels with Toddles. That's what this blog is. My journey with Toddels. And a pile fulla cute prepubescent people.